"Dare to ask Young Master Lu what your honorable name is......" Although Miao Zhu Xuanyihong knew very well that it was not polite for him to directly inquire about other people's names, but in the end, he still felt that after all, in the future, he would have to work with the obviously young man in front of him, and if he didn't even know his name, it would be too ......

"Oh...... You are polite......" After noticing that Miao Zhu Xuanyihong, who was dressed in a gray Taoist robe and was around fifty years old, was so polite to himself when he spoke, Lu Yu hurriedly said modestly: "You are a senior, you don't need to be polite to me...... Boy, my name is Lu Yu, and I am a son of the Lu family who sells tea in Taiping Town......"

"Oh...... Young Master, you are Lu Yu, the third son of Master Lu Zi'an, Young Master Lu Shuwen......, "Because Lu Yu's father Lu Long, the cousin Zi'an, therefore, friends who know Lu Long generally call his cousin Lu Zi'an, and do not call his name directly.

"Yes, it turns out that you know my father......" After following Miao Zhu Xuan Yihong into a simple but elegant guest room, Lu Yu looked down at Miao Zhu Xuanyihong, who was much shorter than him, and asked him back.

"Young Master Lu, you are laughing, in our Taiping Town, who doesn't know Master Lu Zi'an, if it weren't for Master Lu's kindness and generosity, and he has been supporting our City God Temple with some incense money, then we would have been unable to open the pot here for a long time, hey......" raised his hand and motioned for Lu Yu to sit on the apricot yellow Shu brocade futon opposite him, and slowly sat down cross-legged Temple Zhu Xuan, shook his head and sighed.

"It can't be that bad, right...... When I came in, I saw that our City God Temple was crowded with people, and the incense was endless, how could we be so miserable here that we couldn't open the pot? Lu Yu said that he didn't understand the sad words of Miao Zhu Xuanyihong, he felt that even if the management ability of this temple was poor, it would not be enough to toss a city god temple where people crowd people to incense every day to the extent that he couldn't even eat.

"Hey, Young Master Lu, don't you know......" The old Dao Xuan Yihong, who thanked the top, raised his hand and scratched his shiny big bald head, and said with emotion: "We do have a lot of incense money here every month, but in addition to me, there are four Taoist friends in this temple, we are monks who cultivate immortals and practice the Tao, for us, cultivation is the most important thing, whether there is money to take it, that is secondary, but the four of them are different, they are all mortals without cultivation, and they need money to eat, drink, and Lazar......"

After shaking his head with a wry smile, Miao Zhu Xuanyihong continued to explain to Lu Yu: "As far as the wages of the four of them are concerned, they account for thirty percent of the monthly expenses of our City God Temple, despite this, we can't get rid of the four of them, because the four of them are relatives of officials at all levels in our county, after all, being a Taoist priest can not only share the incense money, but also exempt from taxes, who doesn't want to come here to hang the name of a Taoist priest......

After spreading his hands helplessly, Miao Zhu Xuanyihong continued to complain: "In addition to the wages paid to the four people, we can't save the remaining seventy percent of the incense money, half of which will be used to renovate and maintain the buildings and industries in our temple, and the last half will have to be handed over to the higher-level Zhou Chenghuang Temple......"

"Oh......" After listening to the explanation of the temple Zhu Xuanyihong, Lu Yu finally understood why this temple was so shabby, and after suddenly nodding his head, Lu Yu said in his heart: The officialdom of the underworld is the same as the human world, and you have to send money to the top, this ......

"Dare to ask Young Master Lu what school he is from? In the next is from the Runzhou Maoshan faction! After observing Lu Yu a few times, Miao Zhu Xuan Yihong judged that the young Lu Yu must be the kind of monk who had just started, but judging from the thickness of Lu Yu's spiritual power, Miao Zhu Xuan Yihong felt that Lu Yu's cultivation was really too weak, and he was about to catch up with himself, so he had a curiosity about Lu Yu's master, and asked a question.

"There is no sect, there is no ...... who practice blindly" After smiling awkwardly, Lu Yu spread his hands and returned to the temple to wish Xuan Yihong.

"Ah......" As soon as Lu Yu's words fell, Miao Zhu Xuanyihong, who had just sat down, shouted and bounced off the futon as if he had been trampled on, and then, with a monster-like look, he glared at Lu Yu, and raised his hand at Lu Yu and screamed and asked, "Really?" ”

The reason why Miao Zhu Xuan Yihong's answer to Lu Yu broke out such a "fierce" reaction was because during the period of the Great Song Dynasty, Taoism, which was very prosperous, paid great attention to the inheritance of teachers, and almost no one dared to insult their own teachers when they entered the Taoist sect.

Because insulting the master is a big crime of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, the Taoist priest who dares to play like that will be sentenced to exile.

Therefore, Xuan Yihong thought that Lu Yu at this time must have lost his mind and gone crazy, otherwise, how could he dare to say that he did not have a master to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, he ......

"I'm really practicing indiscriminately, I really don't have a teacher, if I can't cultivate if I don't have a master, then I'll start a sect myself......" When Miao Zhu Xuanyihong was shocked by Lu Yu's last sentence, Lu Yu added an even more shocking sentence.

And Lu Yu's second sentence shocked Miao Zhu Xuan Yihong much stronger than the first sentence to achieve the effect of "deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors", and even made Xuan Yihong tremble.

"I really didn't lie, you don't have to be so ......" After guessing why he was so virtuous from the demeanor of Miao Zhu Xuan Yihong, who was about to have a stroke, Lu Yu quickly got up and explained to him with a sincere face, when explaining, Lu Yu tried his best to speak in a very serious tone, for fear that Xuan Yihong would really have a stroke.

Finally, after looking at the sincere expression on Lu Yu's face, listening to Lu Yu's serious tone, and slowing down for twenty or thirty seconds, Xuan Yihong believed Lu Yu's words, and his body stopped shaking.

Immediately, Xuan Yihong raised his hand and pointed to the futon behind Lu Yu, and said politely in a slightly trembling voice: "I was shocked...... It's a little monster, fellow Daoists, please sit down, let's sit down and talk......"

After being frightened by Lu Yu, his weight in Xuan Yihong's heart obviously increased by another point, and when Xuan Yihong called Lu Yu, he no longer called him "Young Master Lu", but used the new word "Daoyou".

"You are polite......" After seeing Miao Zhu Xuan Yihong sit down again, Lu Yu followed and sat back on the futon, and as soon as he sat down, Lu Yu asked Xuan Yihong helplessly: "Since I am a messy boy, I know a lot about many things in our Daomen, can you tell me about it......

"It's Daoyou, you're polite, you can practice your cultivation to such a point without a teacher, it can be seen that you are a talented person, this is a great luck for our Daomen, and besides, Daoist friend, you have merit, you must be a righteous person, this is also our decent great luck......" did not answer Lu Yu's words, Miao Zhu Xuanyihong stared at Lu Yu with a gaze like seeing a golden mountain, and couldn't stop praising Lu Yudao.

"You praised ......" Lu Yu, who knew the mystery of the sentence "If you have nothing to do, there will be a demon ......", she didn't answer the words of the temple Zhu Xuan, and responded to him politely.

Lu Yu's caution is still reasonable, he really guessed correctly, Xuan Yihong kept praising him, and there was really a "demon" in this matter......